How I found Love

I pushed my long hair over my shoulder as I sat down in my fancy grey chair and smiled wildly showing the world my new and improved white teeth, courtesy of a lovely dentist. Of course, being alone meant that nobody would see my little arrogant act, so I did not have to worry about anyone calling me a bitch.

I shook my mouse and entered the password to my computer while licking what my last girlfriend said were the sexiest lips she ever touched. I laughed out of sadness as my previous kiss was years ago.

Now I can ignore my depression and play a new video game or waste my brain away on twitch as I already did my morning workout. I did not want to lose my figure; it was the last thing I had that gave me pride, other than my frugal nature.

I opened up twitch and frowned as my brain was blasted with political stuff, LGTBQ, Black Lives Matter, and a million other things that honestly made me feel sad. For the most part, I had no problems with these movements, though I hated the people who took advantage of them, which is what Twitch appeared to be doing, they got blasted by the president, and now they're shoving the LGTBQ stuff in my face, I exhaled and called them petty.

I exhaled and forced that political nonsense out of my head. Dyrus, my favorite streamer was online, he took the best stance I have ever seen in political stuff, which was, "Not in my chat!" But, in his relaxed monotone style.

I exhaled once I clicked his stream and slapped my head he's still playing the same MMO, I wanted to support him, but when he exclusively plays a game I dislike, I simply can't enjoy his stream. I closed the web browser and sighed.

With nothing to distract me, the dark thoughts flooded my mind, I felt like trash, I had not truly worked in years, other than a few stunts on and off that allowed me to pay for my car, but if it was not for my father paying for the roof over my head, I'd have some real problems.

Suddenly, my belly rumbled. I exhaled and grabbed the key to my Mercedes Bens. I felt a temptation to go to Mcdonalds, but I grit my teeth and drove off to the supermarket, as I had gained a little weight, I had to cook myself meals, God forbid I became fat and unemployed.

On the way there, I listened to classical music as the radio was getting too political, and I had enough problems keep my mind off that trash. And, I already knew who I was voting for. I allowed the music to calm my mind as I kept driving toward the market, and in moments, I made it into the parking lot.

I took a deep breath and put my facemask on, stupid pandemic. Then I closed my eyes for a moment and counted my blessing before making my way inside and looking for healthy foods, which,, as I roamed the store, everything I saw had problems. All those apples and banana's had tons of natural sugar. The massive bread section with a ton of different types of bread failed to meet my needs as they had fats and sugars, why is it in that stupid triangle thing they gave me in school?

I roamed around some more and frowned as my eyes noticed another massive section of the market, the Milk area, which also failed me. Has anyone even read its nutritional information? It's simply fat in liquid form why are we so addicted to this vile substance; I had faith it kills more than any other food.

After roaming around the whole store, the only things that bypassed my gaze were fish, chicken, and white bread, which oddly had supper low nutritional values. I'm sure this diet had a million problems, but as an expert moron, I could supplement the diet with painkillers and multivitamins.

After I filled my shopping cart with four bottles of painkillers, five pounds of chicken breast, and some pink salmon, I'm sure tasted the same as normal salmon but cost more because pink was girly.

I tapped my chest proud of my terrible idea of a diet, but fuck it, I wanted to lose a few pounds of fat, and I was sure this would do the trick. And, I'm only twenty-seven; I could handle being a little stupid with things.

Suddenly, a teenager approached me and placed his hand over my shopping cart "Hey, you know any good pick up lines?"

I rubbed my chin. Chances are this kid had a snappy line or something to follow up with, however, unlike most women, I enjoyed messing with these types of people.

I flicked my long blonde hair, which I knew drove men wild and said, "Nope, I don't need em. The natural beauty and this lovely ass help with all that."

The boy laughed. "There are not many people like you."

I smiled and for the first time since my visit to the dentist showed the world my teeth. "Honestly, if you're looking for a woman, it helps if you're in shape. Unlike what people think, men consider eighty percent of women attractive, while women only consider twenty percent of men attractive. If you clean up and get in shape, you will notice women are more open to anything you desire, first impressions are crucial."

The teen squinted and said, "Thanks for giving me uncommon advice, and I wish more people were blunt like you are."

I blushed and embraced the rare compliment. "O, looks like we have a future player in our mists. Good luck, kid."

The teen exhaled and said, "I know its rude, but I don't like the look of that cart. My sis a bit of a health nut if you chat with her, you might not have to resort to that extreme."

I exhaled and gazed at the painkillers. I grit my teeth, but the boy had a point, and I had way too many of them. "Alright, where this health nut of yours?"

"Follow me and call me, Michael."

I nodded. "Michelle, the better version of the name."

Michael laughed. "Let's go. Sis works here, so if you have any questions, you can follow up with her easily. Also, she's not sick for some reason she has natural grey hair."

I tilted my head and recalled a girl in my high school class, an athletic girl that constantly dyed her hair. I smiled as I recalled the day I found out her little secret; she had natural white hair.

I never told anyone, but from that day forward, I always called her an old lady, and she never noticed why likely because she was the oldest girl in the class. I tapped Michael's shoulder and said, "By chance is your sister called Crysta?"

"How did you know?"

I giggled. "I knew her in high school. She used to dye her hair all the time, but one day I noticed some of her roots were white. I never told anyone, but I always called her old lady."

Michael laughed and said, "This is going to be interesting. In a way, you're a pretty important figure in her life."

I tilted my head and said, "How so?"

"When she graduated, she yelled, 'If I'm going to be called an old lady, I might as well have white hair.' I'm not sure if any of her schoolmates noticed, but she went with her natural hair color during the final day of class."

"I'm happy for her."

Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice from behind me. "It's rude to gossip, ya know"

I giggled and turned around, finding a youthful woman with long white hair and lovely green eyes. "Long time no see, old lady."

She smiled and said, "Never thought you knew; thanks for keeping it a secret." She gazed toward Michael and said, "How in the world did you find my old classmate?"

Michael tapped his chest and said, "I was hitting on her, and she followed me here."

I raised an eyebrow and laughed while lifting up my arms in defeat. "He's right."

Crysta glared at me and said, "Some things never change. So, what part did my genius brother leave out?"

I frowned. "How did you catch on so quickly?"

"You and my brother, great the duo has finally become a real thing."

I blinked, taking a moment to understand Crysta's words, but once I did, My hand magically started rubbing on Michael's hair while I pretended to be angry, "That's my stick!"

Michael laughed. "You wish. I'll be nice and give you lessons. If you and the health nut have a chat."

Crysta took a look at my shopping cart and exhaled. "Most woman would kill for a figure like yours, what are you doing?"

I lowered my head in a poor attempt to hide my face and said, "Dieting?"

Instead of further scolding me, Crysta hugged me and broke a million different rules about social distancing in the process. However, in spite of that, I wrapped my hands around her.

She whispered into my ear, "Is it really for a stupid diet?"

I trembled as I thought of the implications of her words and tears started pouring out of my eyes. I shook my head and answered, "I don't know those pills would last for much longer than the diet I planned why did I place them there? I'm going through some stuff, but is that idea in my subconscious?"

Crysta tapped on my back and said, "Relax, don't be so dramatic; if you're not aware of it, you likely rushed into the diet, with your brain on-off mode. But, if you thought it was your subconscious, it seems we're both in need of a girl's night."

I exhaled and said, "I don't drink. But, we can do Netflix and ice cream."

Crysta took out a necklace with a coin that said, 'one year' on it and said, "That sounds like a date."

I rocked my head backward, and as Crysta used to be a hardcore Christain and just admitted to being attracted to a woman. "Looks like we both have things to share."

Crysta smiled and said, "That we do."

Michael frowned. "Dam sis, why do you have to go and steal my girl like that."

I laughed as I ended the hug and noticed Crysta just took advantage of me. But, then I inspected the health nut's hazel eyes, and her endless hips before figuring there's no harm in a half girls night half date thing. Crysta said, "Put back those bottles, I get off in half an hour we can head to your place."

I nodded. "I still need one bottle, but ok."

Crysta squinted for a moment and said, "How is your mom?"

I exhaled and said, "Nearing the end."

Two

After returning the bottles, I brought the other foods and found my white-haired half date leaning on the wall and playing with her phone. I smiled and took a photo even if it was rude; I found her oddly cute. I approached her and said, "I got a cute photo, wanna see?"

Crysta smiled and inspected the photo on my phone before commenting, "She's hot. Send me that photo. It's a good angle."

I laughed and messed with my half date. "Gotta give me them digits girl."

Crysta squinted for a moment before laughing to the point where she placed her hand over her lips. "Sure thing, handsome."

I smiled even though millions of males have tried that line and failed, I could pull it off because of the power of having tits. In moments she gave me her number, and I sent her the photo.

After a small chat, she decided to follow me to my place as her mother was the one who brought her brother to the market.

Crysta said, "This way, you have to pay for the ice cream."

I squinted and then caught on to the fact that she would be eating my ice cream. "If you're such a cheap date, I might just put a ring on it."

"I might just pawn away. Unless you wine and dine me first."

I faked a frown and said, "Going to be hard considering none of us drink."

Crysta smiled and rocked her hips. "I'm sure you will think of something if that day ever comes."

I gulped as I took in the sight of her so openly using her sexuality. "So, the closest girl gets escorted?"

Crysta rubbed her chin and nodded. "Na girl, I got you."

I flicked my hair and said, "You better; I'm priceless."

She bluntly checked me out and said, "Yes, indeed, you are."

I dropped my jaw. "We are so talking about the fact you like women now."

"It's simple. I have eyes."

I pointed toward my car and said, "Yea, yea. Let's go."

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I smiled as laid in my bed beside Crysta and took a bite out of a giant glass bowl filled with chocolate and vanilla ice cream. "This is the best way to enter a diet."

Crysta laughed and shoved her spoon into the bowl we where sharing. "Gotta get it all out of your system somehow."

I took another bite from the middle where both of the flavors mixed and licked made a little show out of licking my spoon clean. "So, have you watched Citrus?"

"Nope, but I'd like to watch that with a cute girl next to me."

I brushed my leg against hers and said, "Honestly, I wanna hear about your interest in women. How did the hardcore Christian girl join my team?"

Crysta blushed and said, "Remember Valentina? I sorta had a crush on her."

My eyes popped open. Valentina was everything Crysta rejected. If Crysta wore white, you could bet Valentina would wear black. "How did that happen?"

Crysta stole the bowl of ice cream and turned around. "I'll be keeping this." I laughed and hugged her from behind. Crysta exhaled likely in an attempt to show her discomfort but added, "I'm such a cliche. At first, I hated her. She stood for everything that I hated about the world. She was brash, acted like a boy, and was very open with her sexuality." Crysta took a huge bite of ice cream and moaned from what I assumed to be brain freeze.

I took advantage of her pain and snuggled against her while she placed the bowl near her belly and continued, "After a while, I started to watch her, I mean really watch her. And, once I ignored the viewpoints, I saw a girl who stood up for what she believed in, a girl who could befriend anyone other than people like me, a girl who was willing to stand alone, a girl's who vision seemed to be far beyond the walls of the school."

I held Crysta in my arm's as I knew this story had a bad ending. Crysta kept going. "One day, I made up my mind and decided to have a real conversation with her." Crysta grabbed my hand and used it to deepen the hug I was already giving her. "She lashed out at me. Calling me names and other words which forced me to take a step back."

I trembled. It seemed like the rumors were true to an extent Valentina the rebel was a victim. "I gazed at her, unsure about why she hated me so deeply. I had not fought with her for a good amount of time, and even when I did, it was never personal we each held our belief's and I was never the type to hate the person. I disliked her, but I." Crysta took a breath. "I never harmed her! Or said to do anything behind her back! I was not part of that! They might have done those things in my name, but not with my knowledge or approval!"

I kissed her shoulder. I was scared to speak, but I wanted Crysta to know I was listening.

"I don't know what came over me or why I did it but smashed my lips against hers she insulted me. She naturally pushed me away. And, even called me a bitch which was likely earned at that moment." Crysta turned around and gazed into my eyes while warping her legs around mine. I could see her eyes watering up, but she kept going. "I explained and told her what I was doing, how I watched her bravery, how I watched her fight for what she believed, how my mind head only had thoughts of her. Once I finished, I fell to the ground with tears on my face and a messed up heart, but I told her, 'I love you, and it goes against everything I believe in, but I love you.' Valentia stared at me for a few minutes and then suddenly hugged me."

Crysta sunk herself into my embrace. We were so close that my breast started to hurt, but I strangely wanted to be even closer to her.

Of course, Crysta ignored the physical pain and kept going, "Of all the words she could have said, she said the two words that melted my heart and made me hopelessly in love with her. She said, 'I'm sorry,' before she placed my head against her shoulders and repeated those words. I did not understand the meaning of those words, so I asked, 'What in the world could you have done wrong?' She held me and said, 'I think I spent at least two minutes insulting a woman who cares for me.'

Crysta pressed herself against me, which started to turn me on, but I forced myself to ignore that and simply pressed myself against her while doing my best to embrace the woman in my hands.

Crysta kept going. "At that moment, I shook my head and said, "Your heart is so pure it's blinding. In response, Valentina rocked her head backward and said, 'I don't think I can match yours. I laughed at that moment and said, 'I don't consider myself pure. I'm simply a victim of your grace.' Valentina blushed before rolling her shoulders and kissing me. She even teased me and said, 'You're lucky I'm single. And willing to invest in a stupid Christian girl.'"

I said, "She sounds incredible."

Crysta cleared away the tears from her eyes and said, "She was that and much more." Crysta smiled and added, "I trembled and kissed her again but our noses crashed into each other so I had to apologize and admit that was the first time I kissed anyone. Valentina laughed as arrogantly said, 'I'll show you how it's done, Princess.'"

Crysta took another breath and said, "After that, she thought me how to kiss, she confessed that it was also her first time kissing someone and admitted she watched porn video and practiced with a pillow. I blushed at the moment not really caring for the fact that she watched porn as I found the whole thing endearing. So I gave her another peck and also admitted to practice with a pillow, but instead of porn I used romance films."

I blushed and touched foreheads with Crysta and admitted, "I googled it and practiced with my hand. Mostly with my thumb and that whatever part is above it."

Crysta laughed and said, "That's pretty smart; in a way, it does look like a lip."

I bushed even more and said, "Then I used my fingers and pretended it was a tongue."

Crysta pulled slightly away from me and placed her hand on my lip. "Unless you have a story like mine, show me."

I gulped and exhaled and said with a questioning tone, "I had a crush on an old lady?"

Crysta laughed and tapped on my bottom lip. I frowned and opened up my lips. "Fine." I used my lips to pull in her finger and focused on licking on the tip of her nail.

Crysta said, "Now tell me your story."

"How can I tell you anything after that?"

Crysta pulled back her finger and slid it toward my chin while her other hand made its way onto my back. I nearly let out a moan as her nails pressed into my back.

I exhaled. "The first time I watched porn, I focused more on the woman, in school, when we changed, I had to force myself not to look." I glared into her eyes and said, "And, it was hard not to look at the old lady."

Crysta giggled at my expense and said, "And, why was that?"

I grinned as I moved my free toward her waist. "Her hips drove me insane." I rubbed her back and said, "Her back was the stuff of fantasy," I moved my hand toward the back of her head and added, "Her lips," I shook my head and stopped.

Suddenly, Crysta and said, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want a one-night stand. But, I can't compare to her."

Crysta planted a heavy kiss on my forehead. "She was not flawless. She had a huge ego that only got bigger after I confessed. She always said, 'My body can turn any woman gay."

I forced a chuckle and said, "Ok, I'm guessing that one year chip means you got some baggage too."

Crysta nodded. "How else do you think I ended up working at a supermarket?"

I pressed my lips together and licked them, preparing for what was to come. "We're not watching Netflix are we?"

Crysta pressed her thigh between my legs and said, "No, we're not."